Chapter 284: The tippity top

[System: You’ve reached the current maximum party roster by summoning Familiar; Sun, Moon, and Morgan!]

(I’ll let them handle the rest, your familiar can treat the rest of your wounds, I’ll focus on recovering my energy for now)

’Go on ahead, all of us have to be in tip-top shape if we ever want to have a fighting chance for what the archangels would throw. The alter egos and I are now fortifying and weaponizing the theme park to better give us a chance at success. It’ll be difficult considering that I only managed to use Seven Deadly Sins because I’ve been corrupted,’

[I’ve been meaning to ask but how come were you able to use that skill? The status panel that you possess is your own was it one of your tricks? It can’t possibly be]

“The reason why I was able to use it was because of ’Corruption’ before I became the Demon King I was still a soul. The status panel is connected to my soul and upon changing my body my skills weren’t added but I can perform them. To summarize im able to use my skills if I meet a certain requirement to do so,”

[Then why didn’t you use your other skills? For example, Darkness manipulation could’ve saved your alter egos. Why take the gamble?]

’I’ve been overclocking my body even before I used Seven Deadly Sins to maintain my poise whilst being corrupt. If I drowned my body in demonic energy then I’d just be a deranged lunatic having no judgment over my choices. Tell me Sage if I did spam my Demon King skills would you think I’d win the fight without any repercussions?’

[Okay… you prove to have a good point. So 7 hours left- Oh shit! I fucking forgot!! We need to freaking hurry or else you’ll die!]

“Whoa, whoa, wait a sec what do you mean I’m gonna die? Did you seriously forget to mention this? It’s my freaking life!!!”

[What particular time was it possible? Are you fighting the angel waves and you told us to shut up? The moment you spent time with your ex-lover? Tell me Morris I’d be delighted to know when an appointment with you is available!!!]

“Arghhh! So not only am I dying here I also have a death-time rider within the real world. How many hours left-”

(Forgive me to butt in with you and your deity’s conversation my liege but it seems the information is inaccurate)

“Inaccurate how?”

[I’m curious as well! I heard from the little missy who hangs with Hugo Miller you only have about three days left. It’s been two days since and you still have to wait for seven freaking hours for the next mini-boss to appear! You’re as good as dead you hear me, good as dead, but it’s not that bad, I mean your disciple can be your replacement]

“You bastard! After all we’ve been through you’ll give up on me and pass the torch to Quon? Can’t you at least do your job?”

(Okay… I understand the gist of it. My liege what your deity is saying is both right and wrong at the same time. As to why that’s the case this space we currently stand in is similar to a dream we can’t place the concept of time in a dream. Time isn’t slower nor fast but seeing as we need an answer this trial is granted its own time by the Game master)

“Now that you’ve said that it kinda makes sense, Sage isn’t here all the time so he didn’t know about this one fact. Yuri and I have been in this place for weeks, the only one who’s been here to prove that fact is the Great Benefactor. She watched over us when you were gone assisting Shin with her escape from the empire,”

[Wait how did you know that?]

’The restriction on my contract with her wasn’t severed when I came here I can still see the world through her eyes. But when I said it wasn’t severed I never once said I could accurately tell what was happening. The signal was so bad that its quality changed from 1080p to 100p it’s blurrier than the porn made in Japan,’

[So does that solve the problem? False alarm- why aren’t you moving? I thought you were busy preparing?]

Christoper grabbed a cupboard and filled it with some popcorn before sitting down at a table near the food court. “I thought I’d told you my alter ego and familiars can handle it. Since you’ve been going back and forth… tell me the story,”

[Right now? But now’s not the right time we should be focusing on getting you out. That’s the reason why-]

“I too have my reasons… did you forget that I’m a seer? Tell me about the happenings beyond the core,”

[I can only see a few keen details seeing as I’m also restricted by the third trial so my knowledge isn’t much]

“So tell me…”

[As I said my visit there was limited the only way I could do so before was because my avatar was within the trials]

“So what do you know?”

[The demonic army is marching forward]

“I was waiting for anything else if you were being dramatic but no? Damn… I guess it’s pretty restricted,”

[What do you want to do now?]

“… you can communicate with my familiars so can I ask you to inform them? I’ll be a little preoccupied. So can you manage them?”

[You’re asking me to be your errand boy? Sometimes ask myself who’s the deity and the avatar in this relationship. Fine you win]

“Can’t you be a little more cheerful? I don’t even ask you for tons of shit and that’s how react? I should’ve just died in that forest-”

[I’ll inform them just as you ask! Would you like anything else, sir? What about a drink so you can piss yourself later?]

The Forgotten Sage left his side to command the very forces for their upcoming battle with the archangel. Christopher sighed once again as he was finally alone at last allowing him to thoroughly plan their following steps. Although the information from Sage was vague it was enough to align every single detail to enact his master plan

’Just as the visions I saw from time to time in my stay in this alternate realm connected to my brain and all its wonders. The marching darkness devours everything in its path where its number increasingly multiplies the longer it strolls. And that one vision of me facing a demon, even that’ll come to play, and who that maybe is the rogue,’

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Spell Thief’s memory

Inside Christoper Morris’s brain where Spell Thief and the rest basked on a seaside beach

“Just another day in paradise!”

“Would you care for a screwdriver?” Spell Thief was then offered a shot by one of the denizens of Christoper Morris’s brain the memes he held oh so dear

“Thank you as always Mr. Troll face! This is life! The other personalities and the memes. I wish this will never end–”

“Crikey! Why that’s a load buzzah… what the hell is wrong with the water- Arghhh!!! I’m dying and I haven’t tasted her gyaaat!”

“Crocodile Pete!!?” They watched in terror as the meme they held so dearly was skewered before their very eyes by one of their own

“Bastard! You killed Crocodile Pete!! We’ll fucking end you!!!” Spell Thief and his merry man of personalities rallied together to exact vengeance but they were nothing but trifles

“Hehehehehehehehe…”

They only heard laughter coming through the figure masked in thick layers of darkness and what came after was utter defeat. Geared with the most powerful weapon in all of the creation of the world of trials and wearing not one but many treasures to see. The darkness consumes everything in its path much like a potent powder upon blending with gallons upon gallons of water

“Kneel before me! I shall be the ruler of this place. Nay I’m the rightful one once thy vanquishes Christoper Morris!!!”

The other personalities weren’t weak but something allowed this yet-to-be-formed personality to be strong. There lies their answer before their very eyes, energy unlike no other, he reeks and exudes such a heinous aura. Altering him, either corrupting his thoughts or clouding the very thing that made him a personality his linkage to the host

“No longer am I to be referred to as Cringe. I long shed my skin. Reborn to be exceptional, better, and all the more powerful. I am darkness, I am evil, the very face of despair, ruling the plains of misery for I am Uberious Voidriel!!!”

“Fuck…” Spell Thief and the rest thought their end was certain but the pressuring aura surrounding them vanished

“Leave… survive knowing that I allowed for it to be, it’s clear as you’ll side with the warden. All of you will! But what would that change? You lots are weak because you cling onto him but I grew strong as he discarded me to the depths of his mind. The least you weaklings can do is pass on my message, tell him that the rightful owner is I alone!!!”

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“Shit!!!”

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